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wait without hope

In philosophy, quote, writers on 23 October 2008 with no comments

I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope
For hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love,
For love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith
But the faith and the love and the hope are all in the waiting.
Wait without thought, for you are not ready for […]

goodbye to all that

In Uncategorized, neuva york, personal, philosophy, quote, writers on 8 October 2008 with no comments

I’ve recently met a new and interesting character, living quite literally on the other side of the world, over discussions about youth and city living. She directed me to Joan Didion’s essay “Goodbye to All That” which I’ve excerpted here, not the best or most striking portion but the part I related to the most. […]

i read bukowski

In poetry, writers on 15 August 2008 with no comments

I have an original copy of Mocking Bird Wish Me Luck by Charles Bukowski, purchased at City Lights before I was born or maybe when I was too young to care. It as given to me on loan but never returned, because like the writer says “loaning books encourages theft.” (I have to look up […]

lyric: i am looking at music

In Movies, poetry, writers on 10 August 2008 with no comments

by Pinkie Gordon Lane
It is the color of light,
The shape of sound high in the evergreens
It lies suspended in hills,
A blue line in a red sky.
I am looking at sound.
I am hearing the brightness
Of high bluffs and almond trees
I am tasting the wilderness
of lakes, rivers, and streams
Caught in an angle of song.
I am remembering water
That […]

the prophet: on joy & sorrow

In found things, philosophy, poetry, quote, writers on 16 June 2008 with 2 comments

Then a woman said, “Speak to us of Joy and Sorrow.”
And he answered:
Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears.
And how else can it be?
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.
Is not the cup that hold […]

The Night Owl

In Writing, writers on 28 April 2008 with no comments

“I work at night. I don’t just mean I write at night - I am writing this at 1.53am, as it happens - I mean I function at night. After sunset, I think as clearly as I ever will. I want to walk about, play the banjo and wear hats. I want to enjoy being […]

On Self-Respect

In books, personal, quote, writers on 5 March 2008 with 1 comment

I read this quote in September when is was published on Maud Newton from Joan Didion’s Slouching Toward Bethlehem, told myself to buy the book (and I would have today had I not had a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.) I’ve referenced it more than once in conversation and today I […]

The Cocktail Party: T. S. Elliot

In quote, writers on 3 March 2008 with 1 comment

It will do you no harm to find yourself ridiculous.Resign yourself to be the fool you are.
You will find that you survive humiliationAnd that’s an experience of incalculable value.
That is the worst moment, when you feel you have lostThe desires for all that was most dersirable,Before you are contented with what you can desire;Before you […]

Nuyorican Poetry Slam Finals

In Events, culture, poetry, writers on 2 February 2008 with no comments

The Nuyorican Poetry Cafe is always a good time and a requisite for anyone living in New York City. Its the place where a lot of the best and the brightest of the city have started their careers and its been a dream of mine forever to read on their stage (it will […]

Descriptions, Descriptions, Descriptions.

In Writing, books, writers on 24 January 2008 with no comments

I’ve been thinking a lot in terms of the descriptive lately with a heavy focus on people. Living in New York gives you the opportunity to be inspired again and again by the hundreds of people you pass daily. I watched the old man sitting across from me on my way into work and I […]